C30 His Actions Definitely Wouldn't be Gentle!

Mu Shuishan pursed her lips in annoyance and didn't take her eyes off the dog that had just ran away.

Embarrassed … Zhan Beirong must have seen what he looked like.

As he was thinking, he put his hand on his forehead and lowered his head, not daring to raise it.

Unknowingly, Zhan Beirong had squatted beside her and gently rolled up her pants. When he saw Mu Shuishan's bloody feet that were rubbed off the ground, he couldn't help but frown.

Mu Shuishan realized that her feet had turned blue and purple. The skin on her knees had been grinded and torn from the intimate contact with the ground.

"That... Just now, a dog suddenly scuttled out and did not stop the car. However, it's fine. I can still stand up. " Seeing Zhan Beirong stare at her injured leg with a dissatisfied expression, he was obviously saying that she was as dumb as a pig.

Just as he was about to force himself to stand up, he was killed by Zhan Beirong's cold gaze and he continued to sit on the ground in a daze.

Ye Zichen sighed helplessly, saying that he was here to play, but now such a thing actually happened.

The next second, Zhan Beirong carried her in the air with extreme gentleness. He was completely different from the unhappy expression on her face.

"Hey, Zhan Beirong, what about those two bicycles?" Mu Shuishan asked loudly as she looked at the bicycle that Zhan Beirong left behind.

Zhan Beirong stopped walking and glared at Mu Shuishan, who was in his arms.

This girl was still thinking about her bicycle even at a time like this!

Mu Shuishan looked at him looking at her as if he was an idiot. She immediately shut her mouth and subconsciously buried her head in Zhan Beirong's arms.

He couldn't help but secretly curse himself in his heart. For a man like Zhan Beirong, who had so much money, these two bicycles were nothing to him.

Next time, he really needed to speak less. Saying a few more words in front of him would easily expose his own intelligence!

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mu Shuishan realized that Lan Xu and the others hadn't caught up yet. It shouldn't be like this, it had already been quite some time. Looking at Zhan Beirong's expressionless face, he wanted to ask but didn't dare to. He was afraid that Zhan Beirong would despise him again.

"Say, why don't you tell me why Yanran and the others haven't caught up yet? I feel like …" You've been gone a long time. " Mu Shuishan couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

Seconds later

"Wrong." Zhan Beirong opened his mouth slowly.

"Ah, why did you take me the wrong way? Then quickly make a call to Lan Xu and the others! "No, I just saw it. It doesn't look like the signal is very good." Mu Shuishan's face was filled with surprise. She had never expected that Zhan Beirong would take her on the wrong path. Even if she was handsome, there were still times when her fighting strength was lacking.

The air was quiet for a while, only hearing the cuckoo cuckoo cry. She raised her head and realized Zhan Beirong wanted to tear her to shreds. His eyes were now filled with disgust, not idiocy.

"You walked the wrong path, yet you still look at me with that disdainful gaze. In any case, I'm still an injured person now, and I'm always so ungentle." Ye Zichen muttered to himself so that Zhan Beirong wouldn't hear it, then wrapped his arms around Ye Zichen's neck and slowly closed his eyes.

She had slept too late last night, and had been woken up so early by the alarm clock. The intense exercise just now had exhausted her, and she could not help but feel sleepy as she approached his chest.

En, I'll just sleep for a while. I'll wake up when I get there.

Zhan Beirong lowered his head and looked at Mu Shuishan, who had already fallen asleep. When he followed her just now, he realized that she went the wrong way, but she didn't even notice it herself. He was so confident just now that he thought he had walked into the wrong place.

She was really worried about her IQ...

After an unknown period of time, he seemed to hear a voice in his dreams. It was not just one person; it was also very comfortable as if he was lying on something soft and moving forward dreamily.

When Zhan Beirong had just arrived at his destination, Leng Yanran and Lan Xu had been waiting anxiously for a long time. They should have arrived first after riding for a long time, but there was no one around them and the call was not connected.

When he saw Zhan Beirong carrying Mu Shuishan over, he slowly let out a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

"Young Master." Lan Xu and Lee Ying walked forward a few steps. Did something happen?

"Beirong, this..." When Leng Yanran saw Zhan Beirong hugging Mu Shuishan so intimately, she was filled with suspicion and jealousy. She quickly walked up to Zhan Beirong and asked with concern.

The moment he opened his mouth, before he could finish, he was stopped by Zhan Beirong's sharp and cold eyes.

Mu Shuishan had fallen asleep.

"Don't wake her!" Zhan Beirong's quiet words revealed traces of a chilly wind that blew behind them.

She was afraid that Mu Shuishan would wake up from her stupor with their words. Too much love!

The young master finally opened his mouth!

The car started to drive on the road steadily. Lan Xu glanced at the dead asleep Mu Shuishan in Zhan Beirong's arms through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for himself.

He hoped that he could travel smoothly, and that he would not encounter any mishaps. If the car jolted Mu Shuishan awake, the young master would definitely want to strangle her to death. Even if he didn't strangle her to death, he wouldn't be able to withstand the young master's cold gaze.

Amitabha, God bless!

Along the way, Lan Xu kept begging in his heart.

Fortunately, God heard him.

Leng Yanran, who was sitting in the back seat and was still a distance away from Zhan Beirong, looked at Zhan Beirong with a sour expression. Leng Yanran, who was sitting in the back seat, was still distance away from Zhan Beirong.

"Ah!" "It hurts!" Unknowingly, Mu Shuishan had already lied on Zhan Beirong's comfortable and soft bed. The place where her foot was injured suddenly seemed to be touched by something. She couldn't help but shout something.

When he opened his eyes, Zhan Beirong's face was right in front of him. He nearly had a heart attack.

That's not right! Wasn't it on the way? Looking around, there was a bright light. It was in Zhan Beirong's room, and he was still lying on the bed!

He was actually still able to sleep, and his image was completely gone.

"Shan, did I hurt you?" Leng Yanran asked in a gentle but embarrassed manner.

"No, no, Yanran, you're actually helping me apply the medicine, seriously …" I actually fell asleep! " As he said this, he sighed in annoyance.

"It's fine. You're just too tired. You need to apply some medicine to your knee, otherwise the wound will get infected." Just as Leng Yanran was about to continue applying the medicine for Mu Shuishan, Zhan Beirong's cold words floated out from above.

"Allow me." Zhan Beirong reached out his hand, signaling Leng Yanran to give him the medicine.

Leng Yanran blanked out for a moment, then smiled gently as if she was helpless. "Alright."

"No!" Mu Shuishan looked at Zhan Beirong's cold face with some lingering fear. She was afraid of pain, so she didn't want to fall into Zhan Beirong's hands.

His actions would definitely not be gentle!